Urban Witcher

The dormitory area is full of people, walking out in groups of three or four, all the heads and attendants of various sects going to the meeting, just like the meeting of the government department, in twos and threes, shoulder to shoulder and whispering.

I don’t know who was the first to discover Ye Shaoyang, and immediately told his companions, and soon everyone found him. In the past two days, they all knew that Ye Shaoyang was here, and they all inquired about him. For two consecutive days, Ye Shaoyang went out every day, There were quite a few people guarding outside, hiding and watching him secretly, and there were also people watching him from a distance on the road.

Ye Shaoyang had no choice but to pretend that he didn't know each other, and was annoyed by being watched, so he tried not to go out.

This morning, after someone saw Ye Shaoyang, word of mouth passed it on, and soon everyone knew about it, and turned their heads to look at him together, and even the crowd moved aside to make way for him, allowing him to walk through the middle , Then another swarm of bees came up and followed behind him, pointing and muttering softly.

"Boss, everyone is looking at you, hehe, you are so majestic." Guagua said to Ye Shaoyang, a former rightist.

Ye Shaoyang put on a casual expression on purpose, walked unhurriedly, and came to the dojo under the eyes of everyone.

In the middle of the dojo, facing the gate of the main hall, there are a row of tables and chairs, and there are sikas on the tables with their names written on them. Ye Shaoyang saw his name at a glance. It was on the middle table, and he understood that it was not for his own face, but for Xuanqingshan's status.

Wuzhou Mountain is on the left, Jiuchong Mountain is on the right, Chimei Mountain, Nanhai Mountain, Lvcheng Mountain, Taiyi Mountain, Yunkou Mountain, Wuxiao Mountain, Kasa Mountain... all those with tables and seat cards in the first row , are all well-known sects, and there are only chairs and no tables in the back, and there are no seats. A few disciples from Longhushan greeted everyone and let everyone sit casually.

"Shaoyang." Master Jinghui had already arrived, smiling at herself in her seat.

"Hi, teacher." Ye Shaoyang greeted enthusiastically, then changed his signboard with that of Jiuchongshan next to him, and sat next to Mrs. Jinghui. More and more people entered the arena, took their seats, and looked at Ye Shaoyang one after another. Ye Shaoyang also looked back at them, wondering: "Why are all these here, and the row around us hasn't arrived yet?"

Master Jinghui smiled too: "They are all in the VIP lounge, and they came here only when everyone is here. I wanted to take a walk after eating, so I came here by myself."

VIP lounge?

Ye Shaoyang scratched his head, a little speechless, these days, even the magic world has learned this trick. But why doesn't anyone invite himself to the lounge?

There were little Taoist priests from Longhu Mountain who shuttled among the crowd, making tea and water for people. After twenty minutes, the people were almost all there, and only then did the little Taoist priests go in to report, and after a while, several major sects The head teachers filed out from the back of the main hall, each with a majestic expression and a high-spirited momentum.

All the participants shut their mouths and looked around.

Although they are all the bosses of the middle school, they rarely see the big shots of these big schools, especially when there are so many people together, someone takes the lead in applauding, and then everyone applauds together, and those big shots wave their hands, and then Sit down one by one.

Xiaoyaofei sat down next to Ye Shaoyang, Sibao, and two monks moved up stools and sat down behind him.

"We meet again." Ye Shaoyang nodded at him.

Xiaoyaofei also nodded, with a lukewarm attitude.

Wang Daoqian from Green City Mountain and Mrs. Jinghui from Nanhai Mountain walked over and gave Ye Shaoyang a sideways glance. Ye Shaoyang lay on the table and lazily waved his scissors hands to them. The two ignored him and sat down.

"Amitabha, Shaoyang, long time no see." After sitting down, Shi Xinwu greeted Ye Shaoyang, and Ye Shaoyang respectfully returned the salute. Although the two sides had fought in Xuankong Watch before, Ye Shaoyang had a good impression of him and recognized him as a grandmaster.

After they all sat down, everyone exchanged polite words, each drank tea in a daze, and the people in the back didn't dare to speak, so although there were many people in the dojo, it was very quiet.

At this time, Taoist Longyang came out of the yard, came to the front steps, made a square bow to everyone, said a lot of words like "thank you for your support", and then ordered several disciples to come forward and ask for the tablet of the patriarch. Then the Taoist disciples went to offer incense one by one.

This is the procedure of the Shuilu Longhua Association, and Ye Shaoyang also understands the rules, so he is the first to go over to offer incense. No one is arguing with him. Xuanqing Mountain and Longhu Mountain are the top two masters in the magic world. Today is Longhu Mountain's home court, and of course he is the first one to offer incense.

The tablet belongs to Zhang Daoling, the founder of Taoism, Zhang Tianshi, the first generation of Taoism. The Zhang family in Longhushan are all descendants of Zhang Daoling, and they can be regarded as the largest noble in the magic world.

Those monks naturally couldn't offer incense, but they all stood up, put their hands together, and prayed.

After the work was done, the Longhua Society started. Many inner sect disciples of Longhu Mountain, wearing the same brand new Taoist robes, came to the steps together and sat down one by one. The leading disciple walked up to Ye Shaoyang, holding an oil lamp in his hand, and came to Ye Shaoyang. In front of him, he bowed and saluted: "I invite Master Ye!"

Ye Shaoyang stood up, dipped his left middle finger in some sesame oil, and wiped it vertically three times on his forehead, like the word "Chuan", representing the blessing of the Sanqing, then lit the sesame oil lamp, made a seal with both hands, and shouted in a loud voice With a voice: "Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun!"

The man stepped back, put the burning sesame oil on the incense table, returned to his seat, straightened his back and shouted: "Opening up the primordial spirit——"

Everyone present stood up, and all those who believed in Taoism (including folk casual cultivators) shouted together vigorously: "Blessings from Sanqing!"

Then the Taoist priest of Longhu Mountain started to move with his fellow apprentices, which looked like aerobics and dancing, and the last row beat the chime and chanted scriptures. This is a form of Taoist blessing, a bit similar to the dance in witchcraft. Before all important events, if conditions permit, there must be such a toss.

All the participants sat upright, and sometimes they had to recite mantras together. After two hours of tossing, with the sound of a long bell, the prelude ceremony ended. At this time, Master Longyang went up to speak again, saying After a few words, Mu Han, the current headmaster of Longhu Mountain, was invited out to continue the following ceremony.

Many people were a little drowsy at first, but when they heard the word Mu Han, they immediately regained their spirits, raised their heads and looked towards the gate of the backyard. They had all seen Mu Han before, and they all wanted to see if this person could become What does the young man in charge of Longhushan, the first sect of Taoism, look like?

Ye Shaoyang was leaning on the chair, drinking tea, with a tea stick in his mouth, looking a little careless.

Surrounded by several Taoist priests, a man in white clothes came out. His clothes were snow-white and his cloth shoes were also white, but he was quite dark. He walked slowly from the backyard of the wing.

(End of this chapter)——